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The day after the shitty announcement of the ruler of hell's new idea. Or night. No one knows, sky is the same burgundy as it was then and now. City never fall sleep even for a second
Charlie was ridiculed in front of her people, but she promised that this idea was more valuable than their souls, which she threatened to send to the depths to "him" if they disturb her. Yeah it is very useful to threaten them with the creator of Hell himself
Hotel was under construction and Charlie began living on the second floor where the left part had already been built. To not getting bored, she invited her girlfriend to live with her:
- Oh God, are we gonna live...here? Do you think it's safe?
- Vaggie please don't mention Go...Him. You're not in heaven anymore.
- Right, sorry.
- So, you want to sleep with me or in another room?
- Hmm, it's surprisingly colder here than in your castle, I think I'll stay with you - Vaggie smiled slightly as she looked into Charlie's eyes which glowed in the room darkness. Time flies and Vaggie still hasn't gotten used to hell
Shitty wallpaper, shitty bedding, and dirty stuffed animals. Charlie brought all these attributes with her
Princess of hell was tired and incredibly angry today and as always took out all her emotions on plush toys whose cute and scary faces were disfigured and burned beyond recognition. Yeah.she definitely needed an even more convincing plan for dumb sinners
While Vaggie was walking around hotels first floor, Charlie was still writing a plan and a couple of phrases with a black pen on her bed, that she would address to her madman
- Vaggie, I screwed up - suddenly appearing behind, Charlie slightly startled Vaggie
- What? I mean...oh you want to go down there, again?
- This is some kind of archaic shit that my mother could handle but I can't convince people to listen. You stay here, I won't snap at him like I did last time, don't worry - Charlie regenerate her look and removed her burnt black fingers from her own fire. Everything in hell must go to the Pit right?